-Indominus-
Day 16 / Afternoon / LVL 16


Dom sputtered in protest at the rough treatment at the hands of Smart, struggling to escape the wretched stench of the filthy old mans armpit before realizing the end result was well on its way to completion. Too occupied with the smell he had not noticed Scarlet. Dom turned to apologize to his sweet grandchild but was quickly made aware of a very different problem as Smart flattened him into the dirt in an undignified heap. Unlike some of the younger generation unused to getting their hands dirty or their faces hit, the older man got up in record time and smashed his fist into Smarts knee as they tangled again in a heap of grey facial hair and testosterone. [color=f7941d]"Why you filthy piss-stained pea-brained horse-faced hawk-nosed bastard, I'll show you a thing or two."[/color] Where Smart had displayed a rather effective style of combat that brought Finesse and talent to the forefront, Dom brought savagery and brute force to play as he quickly pinned the wiry old man to the ground.
And bit him as hard as he could in the nose.
Smart howled and struggled until Dom let go and socked him square in the jaw as Smart got a foot up into Doms jaw at the same time, returning the two to a stale mate. [color=f7941d]"You tighty-whitey yoga pants wearin' wuss, you're gonna lecture her about how she dresses when you're running around like [i]that?![/i] Good thing your privates shriveled up like you, pruney, or you might have a squeaky voice all over again."[/color] Dom did not return to the offensive but pulled himself off the dirt and whiped away the dust with a growl, his forest green cloak was dirty and his shoes had rocks in them. Again!
He turned his attention to Scarlet and admitted to himself, not out loud of course, that Scarlet was dressed rather inappropriately and her father would have a fit if he saw but that wasn't really his business. If someone made a pass at the young girl she would have to race to beat Dom to the literal punch. Dom spat in the dirt and rubbed his jaw as he dropped the offensive posture and softened his voice. [color=f7941d]"You know better'n any that it's not up ta me what she wears. Gonna shame her for being comfortable in 'er own body? I respect her right to do as she pleases."[/color] He leaned in a bit and whispered so she couldn't hear, covering his mouth with his hands incase Scarlet could read lips. [color=f7941d]"Don't mean I won't crack a boys skull for gettin' the wrong idea."[/color] Dom dusted off the front of his shirt and yelled out to Scarlet. [color=f7941d]"I ain't YOUR boss, you ain't MINE. Respect your elders now, Y'hear me? I tanned your fathers arse don't think I won't tan yours."[/color] Like a petulant child he crossed his arms and waited for her to come over, while keeping an eye on Smart. Silently he wondered if he had been a little harsh to both of them just now. One glance at smart convinced him that the beating there had been just.

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-Delcastle-
Day 16 / Midday / LVL 12


Delcastle glanced at the newcomer, a stern look taking in every detail of the player who had forced their way into a conversation not meant for them, but the look softened almost instantly when his once-over was finished. Usually he would not involve someone like this in his dealings but a dungeon was a place of random encounters and traps, so maybe another body pumping out damage was necessary. As for the loot, that was something he had to consider. Allowing this person in might likely take away a valuable asset to his crew and weaken the operation ever so slightly, but getting the word out for World Walkers won out over that petty greed every time. A quick flick swiped the menu and shot the fellow a friend request. [color=0072bc]"We leave tomorrow, first light, you don't show you don't go. Potions will be provided for you, along with food buffs and equipment if you are inadequately geared, depending on the level of monsters in the instance."[/color] Delcastle was about to dismiss him when he noticed the players outfit a little bit further, something ever so slightly different to an item he had seen many times since the game had started. The equipment worn by this lad had been personalized, nothing serious but it was marking him as different. Unique. 
[color=0072bc]"Tell me, friend, did you alter that gear yourself?"[/color] Delcastle shuffled out of the booth, Cinera obliging him by exiting first before re-sitting down, as Del got a closer look. [color=0072bc]"I'm in the market for alterations to guild equipment, a patch or badge of some sort with the World Walker symbol on it."[/color] Reaching into the inventory screen he pulled forth a badge given to him by another client who had paid with a symbol over monetary coin. The symbol itself was very standard, a picture of planet earth with a boot print over it. [color=0072bc]"Tell you what. If you can, or you find me someone who can, I'll bring you along no restrictions." [/color]

A new PM popped up on his screen as he shook hands with Emperor, inviting him to enjoy a meal on Dels coin. A short goodbye to Mai'lo had Cinera and Delcastle leaving the inn just as the sun was on the wane in the sky, likely another few hours of sunlight before the night came. True to his word, Delcastle escorted Cinera from Bulls Run and out into the field to the north and stuck close to the fence, retracing his steps diligently to the designated spot. They spoke briefly of the gorge, both eager to begin a new chapter for the guild and discussed fight or flight plans for the likely crowded tunnel scenarios before they reached the spot.
A large tree stood defiant over the landscape offering shade and comfort, the grass was green and the view overlooked a good part of the hill. A few stragglers still ventured out in an attempt to get in a bit more exp, but it was quiet and peaceful with just the two of them. Delcastle unrolled a small piece of cloth and laid in on the ground for Cinera to sit on while he lounged on the grass with a contented sigh. A wicker basket, bought by Bulwar and filled with food by Bulwar, shimmered into existence between the two. Two cups followed along with a bottle. Nothing fancy but it was passable enough as drinks went.
The PM blinked at him from the corner of his eye but he resisted the urge to open it. Instead he stared out at the forest and raised his cup in salute. [color=0072bc]"To the end of a line, and the beginnings of another. Here on this spot we pledged fealty to each other and the Guild. It was here we found courage to stand against this world and claim it as our own."[/color] A large Denmother padded along in the distance, the landscape becoming very familiar. It was here Delcastle had taken a near fatal blow in her stead and taken the first step to making amends. Subconciously his hand flicked the screen and brought out the PM, if only to stop the incessant beeping, and scanned the contents before firing one off back to Tailpin.

[i]I AM AN ALCHEMIST. NO NEED FOR OTHERS
FRAG WILL BE RUN OUT BUT HE WILL NOT QUIT
PLEASE REMIND ME; WHAT IS YOUR CRAFTING SKILLS
WILL HELP YOU LEVEL IT IF POSSIBLE[/i]

The PM was sent with a slight 'ping' noise as Delcastles attention snapped back to Cinera. As always, he chose business over pleasure. Del hoped she understood, even if she did not like it. [color=0072bc]"Apologies.." [/color]